An Extra’s POV

"Let us begin."

As Ralyks spoke for all to listen to, a massive portal opened right behind him, the likes of which no one present had ever seen before.

Space distorted all around him, and like a massive tear in reality, the spatial rift manifested right behind him.

Every single soldier who watched was in awe.

Some had heard stories of the Dark Adventurer, but no one had ever truly seen this side of him.

Perhaps a few guards were fortunate to see Ralyks executing the Dragon back when the Capital was attacked, but their numbers were too small compared to the few thousands that gathered in the open fields.

"What are you waiting for?" Conrad raised his voice at the soldiers who were spacing out.

Their blank and utterly stunned faces soon began to change as soon as they heard their Royal Councilor's—now turned Commander's—voice echo out.

"Match in!"

The grown men obeyed and rushed in, utilizing their formation in due diligence.

Before long, they were all able to venture into the massive portal that greeted them. Not a single one was left behind.

"Shall we?" Ralyks turned to the only man who was yet to enter.

Grandmaster Conrad himself.

"Yes, Sir Ralyks."

The two men then walked into the shrinking portal, feeling the ripple of space as they entered.

From the open field of Royal Estate, their vision instantly changed into the view of a massive military clearing in the outskirts of the Merchant City.

It was a large camp, with tall walls surrounding its vicinity—hence preventing the prying of outside forces.

The overhead was an open sky, but a certain Magical Barrier formed a barrier that prevented any sort of spying from above.

the three thousand soldiers—as well as the occupying seven thousand—were

hectares of land, most of it a barren field dedicated to training or the

the ground, and several wooden buildings and temporary tent-like structures filled the

meant to be stayed at for too

city's outskirts has a post like this. It was designed this way because of the Dragons." Conrad murmured,

with a subtle nod,

of them

a sad

and incredible relevance. Most posts are about as

"I see…"

Ralyks once again looked at the surrounding area and noticed the seven

their numbers slowly merged, someone rushed to

seemed to be in her late twenties, pretty, but also

it still had a feminine flair to it. She wore full plated armor, and one of her eyes was blocked

be black, but the blade of choice that was hung on the strap around her hip had

knee, raising the other as

Councilor Conrad. General Lucy

deep, almost masculine. Whether this was natural, or an accent that she had formed over time,

of the

It's been a

at the younger lady, his

and she'll serve as the Vice

forward and stretched his hand towards the woman who still

become soldiers, talkless of rising up the ranks to the position of General." He began, his voice containing a rare emotion for a man such

—Respect!

becoming a General at such a young age. That in

her head bowed, but she accepted the outstretched hand offered by the Dark Adventurer—someone she had already been

as she shook his hand, she

her face, but she did her best to drown all of it and simply

your words, Sir Ralyks. However, I am still far

glowed in her eyes,

I look forward to